Sin City Legends MC Ethan

The nightmare is always the same each time. “The hot water ran over the dish as I rinsed the plate clean, my mother was passed out in the living room again, after a five-day coke bender with her boyfriend. TV blaring away, as she snored an drooled into the cushion. I was cleaning up the mess they’d made throughout the house yet again, like always. My homework spread out all over the table behind me. It was another shitty week and once again! He stopped over today, to bring me food and help me with my homework. As if I needed a study buddy. He did more likely, as if!, you’d asked me. His soda sat bubbling and popping with that little hist sound, as my tea was sitting on the table next to it with smoke slowly coming off the liquids surface. I finally sat down at the table after finishing the dishes, slowly drinking some of my tea as I began reading a chapter in my open textbook. Exhaustion soon setting in, but I kept trying to study as I waited for him to come back into the kitchen. Soon, sleep took me over. My body becoming heavy underneath me. My breathing becoming a struggle. My body started to move, as I moved in and out of consciousness, but I wasn’t doing it. Followed by tugging and pulling at me, on my clothes. Soon it became cold, underneath me. That’s when I heard the loud shouting, and crashing sounds around me, as I was limp on the cold tile ground. Each slowly making its mark on my skin. From the sediment holding them together.” That’s always where I wake up, terrified, cold sweats, and fear….